All Chapters of Claimed By My Triplet Alpha Stepsons: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Rosa’s povI woke up to the sound of bustling activity outside my window. Today was the day - my birthday and Darian's, and the day of the grand feast. I stretched, feeling a mix of excitement and nerves, hoping it would be the day I get my wolf.I turned to Blair, who was busy arranging my hairbrushes. "Blair, I need you to do something for me," I said, sitting up in bed."Of course, milady. What do you need?" Blair asked, curtsying slightly."I want you to go to the modiste and bring my dress for tonight's celebration. I want to make sure everything is perfect," I instructed, throwing off the covers and stepping out of bed.Blair nodded, a smile on her face. "I'll go right away, milady. Which dress did you have in mind?" She asked."The one we ordered specifically for this occasion, just go she would know what I’m talking about." I replied, watching as Blair's eyes lit up with understanding.With a curtsy, Blair hurried out of the room, leaving me to get ready for the day ahead.As

Rosa's pov"It's just a pair of flats James..." Jasmine interrupted our exchange of glances. "This isn't a Cinderella story" she teased and I chortled. "Thank you.." I whispered to James and he left. I strolled around feeling a lot more comfortable. My feet were even lighter to carry around but my social battery had gone down so greatly. James was busy with some men, Jasmine had wandered off per usual, and my parents were busy greeting as many guests as they could. I knew it'd be a long night if I remained outside because the more my father saw me, the more curious about my wolf he'll be. I took a deep breath and turned to walk away but I felt a familiar pair of hands behind me and I immediately turned around, locking eyes with James. "Don't tell me you're already running away from the party?" He muttered and brushed a loose strand of hair away from my face. His eyes were so charming, I had to look away if I wanted to think straight while speaking. "I'm really not feeling this par

Lucy's povElaine and I may not be close, but being married to two brothers was more than enough reason for us to get along pretty well. I had taken my time to pour what was left of my sore heart into the letter I wrote her and as days crept past, I stood at the porch and waited patiently for the postman to bring in the mails. "Sort them out carefully.." I said to the servant on duty at the entrance. "Make sure you don't misplace mine for my husband's" "Of course my lady" he replied and carefully selected the ones addressed to Shaun before handing the rest to me. I gathered them up and went to my room to take a look. "Greetings mum" Rosa bellowed as I trudged upstairs but I was too eager to know Elaine's response, I barely waved my hand in response. I eventually got to my room and shut the door behind me as I tossed the letters on my reading table. One by one, I looked out for Elaine's letter but there was nothing. "The postman must have mixed it up with someone else's mail.." I m

Rosa’s POVThe school hallway felt colder than usual. Not because of the stone walls or the early morning frost, but because from the moment I walked into the school, my ears twitched and I could already sense negative energy. I casually glanced around in search of James but he wasn't in the hallway. "That's unusual.." I scoffed and made my way to my locker. I felt several pairs of eyes on me as I strolled through and I gritted my teeth. I thought by now, I'd get used to the constant murmurs in every corner of this school, especially after James and I made our relationship known to all. But it wasn't the case. Their piercing eyes and inaudible words cut through the thick layer of skin I tried to put on. Whispers scraped across the air like blades against glass, and though no one spoke my name, I could feel it floating between the syllables they did say.I tightened my fingers around the straps of my bag and kept my head low, willing myself to disappear into the crowd of students sur

Shaun's pov Sleep had barely touched my eyes for the last few weeks, and I had spent more time in my study than I had in my chambers. The chair by the fireplace had become my resting place, though rest never came. I stood by my window, staring as the sun climbed into the sky, casting golden streaks that slowly melted into orange across the clouds. It was a new day, but it didn’t feel like one.My door creaked open, and the sound so gentle I might have missed it had I not trained myself to hear everything. Soft footsteps padded in, and I didn’t need to look to know who they belonged to. Lucy. Her scent filled the room before she did, jasmine and ash, like home and fire.She slipped her arm through mine without a word.“Good morning, my lady,” I muttered, my voice dry from disuse.“Good morning, my love.” Her voice had changed. It had a softness to it still, but underneath, it trembled, strained like a violin string stretched too tight. There was pain in it, a quiet ache she had tried t